sorrowful morning
i woke up at 4am, time to get ready for i know that i must arrive at the chapel at exactly 4:45am, choir practice is the first activity this morning, and i cant help but to think of her, what is she doing right now.. is she already sleep? or is she watching movies like the way she used to. cant focus at the practice, theyre voice are just another noise for this morning. after the practice i remembered something, it was a line that was posted by one of my classmates in college in her Ym, it says “love is the simplest form of suicide”, and that is so true. When youre in love you are vulnerable to any pain, even if you wish to reject it, still you cant deny the fact that you are hurting inside and the best part of it? is when the one you love inflicts you pain.. The practice is finally over, my mind is still floating, still thinking about her…
Have you ever heard the song “beautiful mess”?, i heard it on the phone of one my office mates, splendid song and also have a wonderful lyrics. Theres a line there that really hits me, but i wont say it.^^….. time to go for work, the bus is rushing to my destination, and i have a favor to ask. if you see her on your way to the church, just tell her i love her, and i do miss her. thank you
